War of Hormone // Jimin x Reader Story

Chapter 5 // All a Misunderstanding

The two security guards walk into the room and your eyes widen. You quickly release his shirt and shuffle a few steps away from him, looking guilty. "What the hell are you doing in here?" one of the men asks fiercely. "You're not allowed in this area, miss. You have to come with us." Both of them briskly walk over to you and roughly grab both of your arms before you or Jimin could protest.

Jimin begins to speak, but is cut off by one of your assailants. "Don't worry, Mister Jimin, we'll take good care of this little rat. I have no idea how she managed to sneak her way in here, but she is no longer your concern. Have a good evening." And without another word, they pull you along with them, out of the room. You look back before the door closes and you see Jimin standing there, shellshocked.

One of the men notices you looking back and he wrenches your arm even harder behind your back, making you cry out in pain. They push you to the ground and start dragging you by your arms so you're looking back at where you came from, and so your legs are useless. You try to kick and escape, but without your arms your legs are basically rendered useless. You sigh and relax a little. 

You have been going awhile with the two guards and you are regretting your life decisions more and more as you continue to get dragged. You have sighed many times during this journey, realizing that you just threw away your chance at giving a good impression on Jimin.

What the hell, y/n, you just sobbed in his arms the first time that you met him! What is your problem??? That is so humiliating!

Suddenly, the three of you stop. You flinch and close your eyes, expecting a punishment of some kind, but instead you hear them whispering to each other: "The other members are watching us, do you see them?"; "I know, but we have to get rid of her and let them know that we mean business"; "it's not good for our reputation, though"; "Whatever man, let's just keep going." You continue along with your arms in awkward positions with your eyes constantly staring at the ground as your legs trail behind you as they lead you to a back room. "Don't worry, princess, we're going to treat you in just the way that you deserve," one of them addresses you. 

[MEANWHILE, in Jimin's room]

Right when you left, Jimin went straight to the closet where you were hiding, hoping that you had left something of yours behind that he could use to communicate to you after the night was over. He started rummaging through the clothes and after going through many items, something on the ground near some black Converse caught his attention. A phone.

Quickly, he picks it up and turns it on, hoping for confirmation that it was indeed your phone. The screen shows you at Disneyland with a bunch of kids from the orphanage you volunteered at last summer: your teachers had insisted that you get some hours by working with kids since you were such a kind person and the job seemed to match your personality. Jimin surveys the picture- you were beaming ear to ear with an award-winning smile and you seemed so happy- it didn't look anything at all like your awkward self that he had just encountered. He smiled slightly, but he was disappointed when he tried to open your phone. It had a passcode.

Before he could do anything else, the door swung open and Jimin looked up in surprise. It was Taehyung.

(^ you're welcome)

"Hey Jimin," Taehyung says cautiously, closing the door behind him. "I just saw the strangest thing. A girl was being dragged along the halls by two rugged security guards and guess where they came from? Your room! Care to explain?" Taehyung glares at this last statement, feeling defensive. Jimin has no idea about the feelings of jealousy that were stirring inside of Taehyung as he watched the undeniably beautiful girl leaving Jimin's room.

Jimin wanted to brush off the experience as if nothing had happened, but he is intrigued by you. Little Y/N who wanted to kiss him, but couldn't. Y/N, who had snuck into his room in order to meet him, but then had chickened out when she saw him face to face.

He bites his lip. "Well, to be honest, I didn't know her before tonight. She snuck into my room during the concert in the hopes of meeting all of us- or I assume so."

Taehyung crinkles his nose in disgust a little. "So you called security? Good call. Some of the people these days are just-"

"No. She was different," Jimin interjects. "She wasn't hitting on me super hard like all of the other girls that we meet. She was... awkward, but cute. And INNOCENT. Something you rarely see nowadays in young girls. She's so interesting." He smiled to himself a little. "She left her phone and some of her clothes here. Want to see a better picture of her?"

Taehyung nods earnestly and moves behind Jimin to look at your home screen. He feels his heart flutter a little while looking at the picture. In his mind, he thought you were gorgeous. "Yeah, she's alright I guess," was all Taehyung could get out. He shrugs and says, "But if you want to find her be my guest." Jimin looks confused at the last statement so Taehyung continues, "You know, if you're so into her, then why don't you go after her? Security can't have taken her far so you could most likely find her." Taehyung thinks about what he said for a second and then realized that he may be throwing away his chance with both Jimin and you. "You know what? I can go find her myself!"

Jimin smiled and looks at Taehyung thankfully. "Really? You would do that for me?" He hands him the phone and wraps his arms around Taehyung in a big hug, expressing his gratitude. "Thanks for being such a good best friend." Taehyung smiled into Jimin's shoulder and closed his eyes, trying to silently tell Jimin all of the love that he had for him. Finally, the hug ends and Jimin goes back to the closet to reorganize all of the clothes that you messed up and Taehyung begins his journey to find you.

[BACK TO YOU]

You ache everywhere. Your legs, arms, torso, face all hurts from where they hit you. Since your skin is so sensitive you know that you are definitely covered in marks and bruises by now. Once again, they grab your arms and drag you behind them, but this time you feel weaker, and unable to fight back.

"Hey!" You hear someone call from behind you and the three of you turn your heads to see Kim Taehyung standing there. Your mouth drops slightly open as you stare into his dark eyes, waiting for his reason for addressing you three. He walks up to the guards and crosses his arms around his chest. "What do you think you're doing with her?"

One of the guards rolls his eyes and replies, "We're throwing her outside, pretty boy, what does it look like?"

Taehyung's eyes narrow and he shoots back, "Well how would you like never working here again, hotshot? Because you're about to 'throw out' one of my good friends into the street after apparently beating her, so I would appreciate it if you just let her come with me instead of treating her like garbage. So, which will it be?" He smiles in a bittersweet way and you look at the guards, seeing them exchange nervous glances.

Without another word, they let you go and walk away, shooting Taehyung dirty looks over their shoulders until they go around the corner. You lay on the ground, breathing heavily, your arms in a great deal of pain. You quickly try to stand up and immediately feel light-headed from supporting your own body weight. Everything begins to go dark and you start to fall back to the ground until you feel strong hands catch you and bring you back upright.

"Woah, you okay?" Taehyung uses one hand to support your upper back and the other to support your neck to look up at him. He looks concerned as he begins to see a few of your cuts. "What did they do to you?"

You don't have the strength to answer and you begin to fall, only to feel him catch you again. This time, you slump forwards onto him, almost unconscious, and you can feel his heartbeat quicken as your face rests on his sternum. It feels relaxing and you close your eyes, finding sleep almost instantly.

Taehyung laughs a little and carefully lifts you, bridal-style, up from the floor. He begins to walk to his car so he can take you to his hotel. "You'll be safe there," he whispers to you, even though you are clearly asleep. "No one can hurt you, I promise."